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E45

This Luo Zixuan's previous memory, which means his line of sight can only move according to the original perspective and cannot casually observe everything around him.


After glancing at Lin Wan, Luo Zixuan followed his previous line of sight, looking at the ground, the sky, the white clouds, and the moon, observing all the scenery around him, except for the Lin Wan sitting beside him.


As he once again shifted his gaze to the small grass in the rock crevice, a surge of anger arose in Luo Zixuan’s heart.


How could he be so oblivious to the blessing he was in? Does he even realize how adorable Wanwan, who is smiling at him now, is?


Since awakening, Luo Zixuan had been met with Lin Wan’s cold demeanor, which made him feel jealous.


He recalled that fleeting glance earlier at Lin Wan, who was smiling sweetly, and then looked back at his former self, who was “arrogant due to favor.” He felt a strong urge to travel back in time and give his past self a good shake. He wanted that foolish self to realize just how much he had missed by turning away.


However, the Luo Zixuan from memory was completely unaware that someone was deeply envious of him.


Recalling Lin Wan's earlier words, “What’s wrong with being aloof? I actually like aloof people,” Luo Zixuan pinched his slightly sweaty fingers, forcing himself to maintain a calm demeanor in front of Lin Wan, despite his flushed ears.


“What brings Zezhi here this time?”


“Why do you say that? Can’t I come to find you without any reason?”


Holding the fine wine in his hand, Lin Wan pulled out two white jade cups from his storage ring and happily placed one in front of Luo Zixuan and himself with a “clink.”


“Come, come! Today marks the day of our acquaintance and the beginning of our friendship. Let’s have a good drink to celebrate!”


With his joyful gaze roaming over Luo Zixuan’s handsome face, Lin Wan said cheerfully.


Luo Zixuan, whose ears were burning and whose heart was pounding loudly—enough for even the amnesiac Luo Zixuan to find it distasteful—still tried hard to maintain his aloof demeanor and said with an air of purity, “Isn’t that inappropriate? I’m not good at drinking.”


“Not good at drinking?”


At these words, Lin Wan's eyes lit up suddenly. However, as if realizing he was being a bit too eager, he cleared his throat to disguise his excitement.


“Oh, it’s fine! A few drinks won’t hurt! Besides, we’re close friends. What does it matter if I act a bit foolish in front of you, Luo xiong!?”


Seeing the lively sparkle in Lin Wan’s eyes, reminiscent of a little fox, Luo Zixuan’s heart raced even more.


“Alright, I’ll go along with you.”


In a daze, he heard himself say softly.


Clear and refreshing wine flowed slowly from the pot into the cups. Just thinking about the beautiful person who would soon be tipsy made Lin Wan very happy.


Not knowing his own tolerance, he slyly filled Luo Zixuan’s cup to the brim while only putting a small amount in his own.


One of Luo Zixuan’s cups was equal to three of his; he didn’t believe he couldn’t get Luo Zixuan drunk like this!


Handing the cup that was almost overflowing to Luo Zixuan, Lin Wan raised his own small cup and, without blushing or a racing heart, proposed a toast to Luo Zixuan.


“Cheers, Luo xiong! We won’t return until we’re drunk today!”


Looking at the full cup of wine in front of him, Luo Zixuan felt a shift in his emotions and tilted his head back to drink.


It’s said that alcohol emboldens the timid. This wine looked like it had quite a kick; perhaps he could take the opportunity to test Zezhi’s attitude...


Bang—


Crash—


Before Luo Zixuan could organize his thoughts, the sound of clinking and shattering from across the table interrupted him.


Luo Zixuan looked up to see Lin Wan, who had just downed a cup of wine, had already collapsed onto the table. The white jade cup he had been holding slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, producing a crisp shattering sound.


With such a small amount of alcohol, he wanted to get him drunk…


After carrying the intoxicated Lin Wan to the bed, a slight warmth began to rise in Luo Zixuan's face.


He looked at Lin Wan, who lay on the bed, drunk and unconscious, and felt his throat twitch slightly.


Feeling the anxious and ambiguous atmosphere, Luo Zixuan, a century later, swallowed nervously at the memory.


Was he going to kiss her? He didn’t expect his past self to be so bold… and daring?


Before Luo Zixuan could get too excited, he saw himself from hundreds of years ago, blushing furiously, bashfully extending his long fingers to… pinch Lin Wan's fingertips.


…He was overthinking it.


As if sensing something, Lin Wan's brows moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.


“Hmm? Luo Xiong? Why are you in my cave?”


Seeing Luo Zixuan sitting by the bed, Lin Wan tilted his head in confusion and asked.


The moment Lin Wan frowned, Luo Zixuan swiftly withdrew his fingers like lightning.


Now, faced with Lin Wan’s hazy, bewildered expression, Luo Zixuan swallowed hard, struggling to maintain his aloof demeanor.


“You're drunk. This is my cave.”


Lin Wan tilted his head, obediently listening to Luo Zixuan. After blinking his sparkling peach blossom eyes for a moment, he nodded to himself and said,


“Hmm, since you’re in my cave, it seems I must really be dreaming.”


“No, you’re not dreaming. You just…”


Before Luo Zixuan could finish his correction, Lin Wan interrupted him with a small hiccup, sitting up unsteadily and reaching toward Luo Zixuan.


He caught the drunken person who almost fell off the bed, and looking at Lin Wan, who was nestled in his arms and dazed, he couldn’t maintain his cold facade any longer.


“What’s wrong?” Luo Zixuan's voice was filled with tenderness.


“Hehe, since it’s a dream…”


Supporting himself against Luo Zixuan's chest, Lin Wan straightened up, his eyes sparkling as if they contained two little hooks.


“Come on, beautiful, let me pinch your cheeks.”


With a cheerful smile and another small hiccup, Lin Wan extended his hand and, to the bewilderment of the two Luo Zixuans, gave Luo Zixuan's smooth face a hard pinch.


“Eh, it’s not a dream? Why does it feel so real?”


Lin Wan looked at his fingers, his expression one of confusion.


Meanwhile, Luo Zixuan was stunned by his action.


He looked at Lin Wan, who was nestled in his arms with a obedient demeanor and blushing face, feeling the residual pain on his cheek. An unlikely thought quietly began to sprout in his mind.


Could Wan Wan… also like him?


While he was in a dilemma, Lin Wan fidgeted a bit and, overwhelmed by sleepiness, closed his eyes, ready to drift off again.


Seeing this, Luo Zixuan felt a tightness in his chest, and before he could think twice, he blurted out his feelings.


“Wan Wan, I like you. Do you like me?”


At his words, Lin Wan propped himself up on his drowsy eyelids, pondering for a long time before realizing what Luo Zixuan was saying.


“I like you.”


“Really, really?!”


Luo Zixuan's heart exploded with joy.


He looked at Lin Wan, who was again trying to close his eyes to sleep, fearing any change in the situation, wanting to solidify things before Lin Wan fell asleep.


“Wan Wan, Wan Wan, don’t sleep yet. If that’s the case, does this mean we’re together? If we’re together, does that mean we can call each other Dao partners and can form a Dao partner contract? Right, and not just the contract, but the marriage ceremony…”


Luo Zixuan was so excited his mind went blank; at that moment, he even thought about what their future children would be named.


Smack—


But before he could finish, Lin Wan interrupted him.


The alcohol hitting him, Lin Wan was desperate to sleep.


He heard Luo Zixuan mumbling in his ear, and he felt incredibly annoyed.


“We're not together yet,”


Lin Wan, nearly driven mad by sleepiness, rambled without thinking, “I have high standards for myself. Once I can defeat you, then we’ll be together.”


“Right now, no talking. I’m going to sleep.”


With an angry glare at the still-chatting Luo Zixuan, Lin Wan buried his head into Luo Zixuan’s embrace and quickly fell into a sweet slumber.


The vast cave fell into silence, leaving only Luo Zixuan staring at Lin Wan’s flushed face, distressed to the point of wanting to pull his hair out.


Does this mean Wan Wan has agreed?


Luo Zixuan thought uncertainly.


As long as he helped him practice more in the future, during their fights, he could secretly hold back and let Wan Wan win, right?


With a sweet sigh, Luo Zixuan pulled Lin Wan closer to himself and headed to bed.


He would confirm everything once Wan Wan woke up tomorrow.


Holding Lin Wan, Luo Zixuan happily drifted into a sweet dream.


However, when he woke up the next day, all that awaited Luo Zixuan was a cold bed and a note left by Lin Wan.


“Thanks for your hospitality last night, Luo Xiong. I’ll be heading back now. — Lin Zezhi”


???


Staring at the note, Luo Zixuan was bewildered.


No, didn’t they confess to each other last night? Why did his Dao partner leave him all alone today?


Could it be a test? Until he could defeat him, they would still act like friends?


With a dazed expression, Luo Zixuan made his way to Lin Wan's cave, only to be told something even more bewildering—


At the enthusiastic invitation of the fox clan's young master, Lin Wan had gone on an adventure in the secret realm. Duration? At least a month.


???


Luo Zixuan, faced with this harsh reality, returned to his cave in a daze.


In the following month, Luo Zixuan, who had been sulking in his cave, continuously heard various rumors from the outside world.


There were whispers about how Lin Wan and the young prince of the fox clan were in love, exploring the secret realm together; how they were exceptionally affectionate and were suspected to be about to become Dao partners... After a month of just listening to gossip, Luo Zixuan’s mental state completely broke down.


It turned out that what Lin Wan said that night about "not being together yet" was indeed true!


Finally, when Lin Wan returned, Luo Zixuan hurriedly rushed over, holding his sword tightly.


He couldn't let it be! His Lin Wan was beautiful, kind-hearted, and powerful, and there were many people eyeing him. The time left for him was running out! He had to help Lin Wan improve his strength quickly to defeat the former version of himself!


Also, those who gathered around Lin Wan under the guise of being good friends might all be his rivals in love. He needed to be extra cautious!


With his sword in hand, Luo Zixuan rushed over with a face full of murderous intent.



---


As he recalled these moments, Luo Zixuan opened his eyes in a daze, feeling a deep sense of grievance.


Earlier, Lin Wan had taken advantage of his amnesia to trick him into thinking he had another Dao partner!


They had clearly agreed to be together once their strength reached a certain level. How could Lin Wan use his amnesia to deceive him like this?


The more Luo Zixuan thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and the angrier he became. Sitting cross-legged on his bed, he simmered with rage and grievance while silently drafting a confrontation speech.


Just then, Luo Zixuan's door opened.


Lost in thought and having barely slept the night before, Lin Wan got up to find Luo Zixuan to discuss the chain issue.


However, he didn’t expect to be met with Luo Zixuan’s eyes filled with resentment and grievance.


That gaze was filled with accusation, as if he were looking at a despicable scumbag, full of complaints and sorrow, sending chills down Lin Wan’s spine.


What was wrong with Luo Zixuan? Did he lose his mind after a nap?


Feeling goosebumps, Lin Wan furrowed his brows tightly.


“Why are you staring at me like that early in the morning? Don’t just stand there; I have something to discuss with you.”



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